The girl was in no shape for any more distress. She grabbed one of her limp hands gently, and Angela found herself clutching back again, but less tigh...ly, as they turned and walked towards the exit together. The car ride home was silent. Angela didn?t seem in any mood to talk, and Monica left her alone. It wasn?t until she pulled into her neighborhood that Monica noticed the girl straighten up in her seat, the first sign of life out of her the entire trip. She smiled slightly to herself. His fingers slid inside the gap and touched my stomach so very near to my cock. I was so hoping that he would grip it that a low grunt escaped from my mouth. However, he did not and they slid back down my legs, rested on my ankles and then started their journey back up them again.This time, though, one did not veer to the side to slide up the cheeks of my bum, but wonderfully kept going straight right onto my balls. He stroked them briefly before sending shivers through me by running the tips. I reached up and ran a finger along her cheek. “I tried to call you, but your phone went straight to voicemail.”She blinked at me. “I just wanted some time to myself,” she said and rubbed against my finger. “Can you stay for a while?”“I wish,” I said. “But Dalton and the trainer she called for, Tanner, are outside waiting for me.”She closed her eyes and nodded. “I understand.”I shook my head. “You don’t.” I rolled toward her and lay down on the covers next to her, our faces very close. “I would. Marie quickly dropped to her knees. “I want him Marge” she shouted. As if hearing Marie plea Randy mounted her and plunged his cock into her accompanied by screams from Marie and applause from Marge. “I feel like a total slut” moaned Marie. “It is nice isn’t it darling” said Marge. “Yes, so nice” was the response.Randy having done his work withdrew and laid in the corner. He was panting from his efforts. The two women were in raptures. They hugged and kissed. I got the impression that they were.